The Reptile Report #101100
THE RACE THAT NEVER WAS!

Yesterday, after liberating my bound feet by buying a fine pair of shoes that fit, I left the shoe store feeling like a whole person again. I have been working for the last four months in shoes that were ‘way too tight. Since my job requires me to walk (seems like) miles each day I have suffered with each footstep. It wasn’t until just now that I actually earned enough money to buy a very good pair of shoes. I could have purchased a pair sooner if the United Snakes Government wasn’t so greedy. They saw fit to grab a chunk of money right off the top, without even asking me if it would cause me any hardship. That’s the kind of scum they are. I suffered painfully each hour that I worked but they did not care. All they cared about was extorting money that I needed for such necessities as shoes and food for me and my little ones. It’s ok though because with every painful step I grew more and more dangerous to their phony little pyramid scheme, the IRS scam. As of yesterday it’s over! The camel-dung has hit the hurricane. Ta ta. It’s not nice to cause Mother Nature to suffer.

Anyway, in my new and comfortable shoes I actually felt like stopping at a bookstore that I have never been in before. As soon as I walked in I felt at home. The place was filled with pleasant smells and sounds. The man behind the counter welcomed me graciously. I started to browse and immediately the title of an old book on the very top of a bookcase caught my eye, “Man’s Most Dangerous Myth” by M. F. Ashley Montagu. It was beyond my reach. It was sitting with a small row of books between some lovely bookends. I gazed up at it. “And just what is ‘Man’s Most Dangerous Myth’?” I called to the man. He looked up and I pointed to the book. “Oh,” he said, “that book is just for decoration.” He came over and got it down for me. I began to look through it. It was exactly what I was looking for. I asked him if he would sell it to me. He said he would like to give it to me. He said his bookstore wasn’t for everyone and the right people seemed to find it. I thanked him. He invited me to sit down and enjoy myself. I did. I sat there looking through my new book and was utterly amazed that every random sentence I read was exactly related to the next piece of the mysterious puzzle I have been working on. The music he was playing nearly caused me to cry. It was Native American chanting, sad but joyful. I sat a while totally absorbed in the experience of it all.

I found out the man was Chinese although he looked and sounded Native American. He told me his name. I told him mine. He asked me what I did. I told him. I added that I was really a writer although I had not published my work yet. I told him I wrote things that might not be easy to publish because I rustled “sacred cows”. I told him I was considering self-publishing since I knew how to do it. He said he would be happy to have my book in his store when the time came. At that moment I realized that the time was coming soon. I left with my gift and a CD of Native American music. I felt like I was floating on a feather.

The exquisiteness of the event reminded me of a similar incident that happened the evening before. I was nearly out of gas so I stopped at my favorite gas station. I decided to actually fill up my tank so I went in and gave the attendant my bank card. The attendant likes me very much. When I filled my tank I came back to get my card. He looked at my name and said that in his language my name meant “paradise”. I asked him what his language was. “Persian,” he answered. “Oh, that’s Iranian, isn’t it?” I asked. “Yes,” he answered with a smile, “someday I will go to paradise with you.” He looked at me so intently and so sincerely that I knew he was speaking the truth. “Yes,” I said, “but we are already there. Paradise is where we live always, we just must remember this.” He reached out and took my hand and held it. “Yes,” he said. As I was leaving we gave each other the thumbs up sign as if we shared a secret. I knew that it was so.

Back to the book. The book contains proof that the Jews are NOT a race which is EXACTLY what I was looking for. It backs it up with tables of blood types that reveal that the Jews have similar blood mixes matching the groups they live among.

“The fact is that ‘the’ Jews are neither a ‘race’ nor an ethnic group nor yet a number of ethnic groups--no more so, indeed than are Catholics, Protestants, or Moslems. It is, in fact, as incorrect to speak of a ‘Jewish race’ or the ethnic group as it would be to speak of a Catholic, Protestant, or Moslem ‘race’ or ethnic group. What, then, does the term ‘Jew’ mean? Strictly speaking, a person is a Jew by virtue of his adherence to the Jewish religion. If he is not a member of some organized form of Judaism, then he is not a Jew.” (p. 256)
--M. F. Ashley Montagu “Man’s Most Dangerous Myth, The Fallacy of Race” (Harper & Brothers 1952)

Jews are defined by their adherence to a religious creed and the subsequent culture surrounding it, NOT by blood or nationality. According to all the evidence on blood types, skull types, hair color and eyes, a racial “Jew” does not exist.

“From the standpoint of scientific classification, from the standpoint of physical anthropology and from the standpoint of zoology there is no such thing as a Jewish physical type, and there is not, nor was there ever, anything even remotely resembling a Jewish ‘race’ or ethnic group.” (p. 254)
--Ibid.

That’s it! They have absolutely no legitimate claim to anything, least of all the land they are occupying in the Middle East. There really is no holy, godly race or nation of Jews with rights above anyone else because there really isn’t anything special about a Jew. As far as their “culture” goes, they are really at the very lowest rung of the ladder as witnessed by the content of their most “holy” book, the Talmud. The worship of dead rituals, the lust for money and the hatred of all who do not acquiesce to their insane superstitions, is the basest form of life on Earth. Their application of intellect in the pursuit of false doctrines for self-aggrandizment causes them to be permanently stalled in elemental school. Einstein, their symbol of high achievement, was nothing more than a man who came up with an elaborate plan to construct a very large turd to crap on Humankind. His great contribution is a malodorous stink that continues to sicken the Peoples of the Earth to this day. Einstein a GENIUS? No ‘way, no how. Einstein was a nitwit who demonstrated that he was too dim and amoral to understand something as simple as this: ONLY A FOOL FOULS HIS OWN NEST.

“A Jewish physical type has been neither preserved nor transmitted down to the present day, because such a type never existed; if such a type had existed it would long ago have been dissolved as a result of the subsequent intermixture of Jews with other peoples. What the Jews have preserved and transmitted have been neither physical nor mental ‘racial’ traits, but religious and cultural traditions and modes of [very bad*] conduct. [* my comment]

“The final conclusion is, then, that the Jews are not and never have been a ‘race’ or ethnic group, but they are and always have been a sociological entity best described as a ‘quasi-national’ group or people.” (p. 264)
--Ibid

And by the way, here’s one last little tidbit.

“In Jerusalem Jewish Ashkenazi [note the “NAZI” in AshkeNAZI] children showed 40 percent blonds and 30 percent blue eyes, while the Sephardim showed 10 percent blonds and even fewer blue eyes.” (p. 249)
--Ibid.

In the 11th Century A.D. “...Rhineland Jews settled in what is now Galicia, Bukovina, and the southern and western Ukraine. Here they met and merged with the earlier Jewish settlements and adopted as their common language the speech of the Rhineland group, Yiddish. These Jews came to be known as the Ashkenazim (after the Hebrew name for Germany), as distinguished from the Jews of Spanish origin, the Sephardim.” (p. 248)
--Ibid.

Remember Hitler’s [sic] “Master Race”? It was the AshkeNAZI’s attempt to create blond, blue-eyed German Jews as beautiful as the blond, blue-eyed German Christians. They failed because beauty comes from within. It is revealed by the 32 muscle groups in the face that reveal the content of the thoughts emanating from the brain inside the head! Ugly thoughts leak out in the face. It is impossible to produce a beautiful Jew. A beautiful Jew is an oxymoron.

The AshkeNAZIm are GERMAN JEWS! Ergo, THE NAZIS WERE GERMAN JEWS! Get it? THE NAZIS WERE (and still are) GERMANS ADHERING TO CULTURAL JUDAISM! Why do you think they are trying so hard to cover it all up? BECAUSE THEY ARE GUILTY AS HELL! They did it all. They are the GERMAN JEWS who did the dastardly deed and left the GERMAN CHRISTIANS to suffer the consequences! They have done this to every group of people that ever had the misfortune to welcome them into their midst. It’s called SCAPEGOATING, the arts of which their master, the d’evil, taught them...oh so well.

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Recommended reading: TTR SCAPEGOATS STRICTLY VERBOTEN AND TRR ONE PLUS ONE EQUALS TWO.

Jana Janus
Omnipresent on The Mean Planet